Eight o'clock in the evening.

Donghai Radio Station, Program Department 2 Office Hall.

"Everyone, listen, the station director's order has been issued. Three days later, "The Strange Stories of the World" will be directly banned. The new program will be called "Late Night Strange Talk". This is the announcer in charge of "Late Night Strange Talk", Mi Maodian, everyone welcomes it.

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After Jiang Heshun, director of the second program, finished speaking, he was the first to applaud.

Others in the office immediately applauded and greeted the young man standing in the middle with a smile.

"Maodori is finally here. Now we can be saved at midnight."

"Our frequency is good everywhere. Even in the midnight slot, it has always been at the bottom of the rankings of major radio stations, and has been laughed at by other radio stations. But now, Maodian is here, and our frequency is perfect!"

"Yes, I can finally feel proud."

"Mr. Mi was the late night brother when he was at Baoshan Radio. Joining our station will make him even more powerful. Congratulations!"

"Brother Maodian has many short stories, and the storytelling is also very unique and memorable. The most important thing is that Maodian can also do ventriloquism, which is very good for a midnight program that needs to create an atmosphere!"

Listening to the compliments of his new colleagues, Mi Maodian had a high-spirited look on his face.

At Baoshan Radio, he searched the market for the company and bought the audio rights of several online supernatural novels.

After his oral broadcast, the effect was surprisingly good, attracting many fans of the original work to listen, and he instantly became famous in the entire Donghai City radio anchor circle.

As the saying goes, people go to higher places and water flows to lower places.

After receiving the call from the provincial radio station, Mi Maodian jumped out of the shackles of regional radio stations without any hesitation, joined Donghai Radio, and directly took over the midnight slot of the second part of the program.

Donghai Radio Station has six main departments. In addition to the management department and planning and operation department, there are four program departments with independent channels, namely the first department, the second department, the third department and the network department.

Program Department 2 is mainly responsible for the production and broadcast of language programs.

Parts 1 and 3 focus on music and entertainment programs.

The Network Department, as the name suggests, is naturally a department facing the online world. In the real world, it does not have its own radio frequency, but on the official website of the radio station, it has a complete live broadcast channel.

Speaking of which, this department is somewhat aloof. It is solely responsible for the maintenance and operation of the network platform. It can be said to be self-sufficient. Unless it is an extremely important matter, otherwise, under normal circumstances, it is not under the jurisdiction of the management department and the planning and operation department.

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When Liao Yuan came to the company, he happened to see Mi Maodian being praised by all the stars.

He did not speak, but silently carried his briefcase, followed the route in his memory, and went to the printer in the corner alone to start printing the manuscript for tonight's speech.

People witnessed Liao Yuan's arrival with pity and jest in their eyes.

They didn't even bother to say hello, and continued to surround the new anchor Mi Maodian loudly, asking about Mi Maodian's previous heroic deeds in the workplace.

Liao Yuan saw this scene and shook his head.

Human relationships in this world are truly self-aware.

He could feel the state of mind of his predecessor who worked in this environment, and he couldn't help but sigh, "They are all miserable people."

"Huh?"

A middle-aged man passing by by chance was attracted by the thick copy in Liao Yuan's hand.

He has a strange appearance, with small eyes, a collapsed nose, a huge nose, and sparse hair hanging down on both sides like waterfalls. He is obviously a Mediterranean gentleman. His big eyes glanced at Liao Yuan suspiciously and said with a smile: "Liao Yuan

, have you prepared so many manuscripts tonight?"

Liao Yuan hummed.

"it's useless."

The man took a sip of water and said in a slightly sarcastic tone: "I think you spend so much time preparing speech scripts, you might as well submit a few more resumes."

A few laughs came from the office, which was particularly harsh.

Liao Yuan was unmoved and carefully checked the manuscript in his hand.

"Xiao Liao, Xiao Liao, come here."

Program director Jiang Heshun noticed Liao Yuan and waved.

Everyone fell silent, looking forward to what would happen next.

Even Mi Maodian looked over.

But Liao Yuan didn't seem to hear half of it. He waited for the manuscript to be printed, carefully sorted it out, and put it in the document bag before walking over leisurely.

Jiang Heshun's face looked a little ugly. He snorted softly, then turned to Mi Maodian and said kindly: "This is the announcer of "The Strange Things in the World", Liao Yuan."

"Hello, Liao Yuan, I am the new anchor Mi Maodian. The program I am responsible for is "Late Night Strange Talk" and I will take over your program in three days."

Mi Maodian looked at Liao Yuan carefully. He was a little surprised at Liao Yuan's handsomeness and even a little jealous, but on the surface he still said with a smile on his face: "I hope that the handover work between you and me will go smoothly in the next three days."

"Hello."

Liao Yuan shook hands with Mi Maodian and said politely: "I have long admired your name."

Hearing this, Mi Maodian became excited again: "Oh, it's just so-so, Xiao Liao, I've listened to your program, and since I'm crazy about how many years older you are, I'll give you a suggestion."

Liao Yuan glanced at him, nodded and said, "You tell me."

"In our era, being born as a human being cannot only rely on appearance, but also on talent!"

Mi Maodian said lightly: "Today's young people have too many ideas. If they can calm down and study, accumulate more, and accumulate more, they may not be able to achieve great achievements in the future. If you lose it today

Don't give up on your work, there is still a long time ahead."

"You are right, there is indeed a long time ahead."

Liao Yuan didn't seem to care at all and said impatiently: "So, is there anything else you want to say?"

"Uh... no more." Mi Maodian was stunned for a moment.

Liao Yuandao: "Then I'm going to prepare for work."

Watching Liao Yuan turn around and leave, everyone looked at me and me with confused expressions.

This is a bit unlike the Liao Yuan people know...

According to Liao Yuan's usual character, even if he is dissatisfied in his heart, he still has the attitude of standing at attention when being beaten and keeping his tail between his legs. After all, his performance in the stage is obvious to all.

But at this moment, Liao Yuan seemed to be a different person. He had a vague aloof temperament and seemed to be dismissive of everyone.

"I always feel that Xiao Liao today is a little different from before."

Jiang Heshun groped his chin, "Is it possible that you gave up on yourself?"

"It was just his face that attracted Director Xi's attention in the first place."

The bald man sneered: "You may be good-looking, but can you rely on your face for broadcasting? In the final analysis, it depends on your talent. At that time, I saw him stumbling when telling stories and mispronounced words from time to time. I knew this kid was not good."

Jiang Heshun said with a smile: "All interns are like this, they still need to exercise more."

"If it weren't for Director Xi, he wouldn't even be qualified to be an intern."

The bald man said disdainfully: "I said at the beginning, this guy can do as much work as he has. Don't end up being fired. There are black spots on his resume. That would be serious. I want to find a job again in the future.

It's difficult. Look, even Director Xi can't protect him now."

Mi Maodian looked at this scene, although he was still smiling on the surface, but he was a little annoyed on the inside.

At this time, you, an announcer who is about to be fired, are still in the mood to prepare for work?

With your current listening rate and few listeners, who do you show your work to?

It's five minutes before the show "The Curious Things in the World" starts airing.

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing?"

In the second part of the program, outside the live broadcast room No. 3, Xiao Peng was holding on to time and sorting out the manuscripts in his hands, while looking strangely at Liao Yuan, who was shouting "Ah, ah" in the live broadcast room.

"Dear your voice." Liao Yuan replied.

As a singer in his previous life, he would hang his voice every morning. If this habit continues for a long time, the benefits to the singer are self-evident. It also allows him to maintain his voice at its peak during major competitions and performances, ensuring that the next

It's safe to open your voice without breaking the sound.

But Xiao Peng was a little surprised by Liao Yuan's abnormal state today.

Liao Yuan was not like this in the past. In his impression, scenes of Liao Yuan clearing his throat were extremely rare, let alone hanging his throat.

I show up in the live broadcast room on time every day, and then take the old folk horror stories I have collected and read them aloud in an extremely tired and emotionless voice.

At that time, Liao Yuan was completely the template for The Walking Dead, and was always criticized behind Xiao Peng's back.

And now?

Xiao Peng looked at Liao Yuan carefully. Although his handsome face was bloodless and had clearly visible black eye sockets, his eyes were piercing, as if he had encountered something extremely exciting, causing his whole body to surge in adrenaline.

He kept walking around the live broadcast room, raising his head and shouting twice from time to time, adjusting his voice to the most comfortable state.

It really looked like a popular singer preparing to sing on stage.

Xiao Peng was even more dazzled and dumbfounded by the familiarity and professionalism of his voice-raising movements.

When did this guy learn so many fancy things?
To be continued...